Jeffrey Scharf
You're Not For Real Country
Lyrics
This country girl wants a real country man.
No catalog cowboy. No Fancy Dan.
You're new in town.
You bought the Double Bar Z
But you're wasting your time to keep callin' on me 'cause

You're not for real country.
There's no denying the fact.
You're F-A-U-X faux country,
A three-piece suit beneath a ten-gallon hat.

Well, you think the Opry comes Live from the Met.
Never tried rollin' your own cigarette.
Knock down a martini when it's time to relax.
Don't know a deuce that's wild from a one-eyed Jack 'cause

You're not for real country.
There's no denying the fact.
You're F-A-U-X faux country,
A three-piece suit beneath a ten-gallon hat.

Now, off-road drivin' leads to your garage.
When somethin's sorry you say, "C'est dommage."
Your nails are polished and your boots, they shine.
When Volvo makes a pick-up, you'll be first in line 'cause

You're not for real country.
There's no denying the fact.
You're F-A-U-X faux country,
A three-piece suit beneath a ten-gallon hat.

You're not for real.
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Jeffrey Scharf
Music Credits: Jeffrey Scharf
Metadata
Song Length: 2:10
Primary Genre: Country-Contemporary
Secondary Genre: Country-General
Tempo: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Female Vocal